<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7370617341731910046</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:20:51.190-05:00</updated><category term='From my heart'/><category term='Wheat Harvest'/><category term='OZ'/><title type='text'>In This My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>A journal of everyday life on the farm and beyond</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>In This My Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549800452909654048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7370617341731910046.post-6479312913072652727</id><published>2010-01-20T17:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:12:14.369-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; How soft and fresh he breathes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Look! He is dreaming! Visions sure of joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Are gladdening his rest; and, ah! who knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; But waiting angels do converse in sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; With babes like this!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;~ Bishop Coxe (1818-1896)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/photo-8.jpg?t=1264032536"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/photo-8.jpg?t=1264032536" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Our family has been blessed with another beautiful bundle of joy.  Cole Alexander was born Wednesday,  January 13, 2010 and weighed an even 7 pounds.  Mom and baby are at home and doing great.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7370617341731910046-6479312913072652727?l=inthismylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6479312913072652727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7370617341731910046&amp;postID=6479312913072652727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/6479312913072652727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/6479312913072652727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/miracle.html' title='A Miracle'/><author><name>In This My Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549800452909654048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7370617341731910046.post-5598710812126238923</id><published>2009-06-13T12:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:50:27.838-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OZ'/><title type='text'>Fairytales</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/photo-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/photo-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Tinkerbell Zee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/photo5-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/photo5-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Cinderella O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/photo3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/photo3-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Fun with  Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7370617341731910046-5598710812126238923?l=inthismylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5598710812126238923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7370617341731910046&amp;postID=5598710812126238923&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/5598710812126238923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/5598710812126238923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/fairytales.html' title='Fairytales'/><author><name>In This My Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549800452909654048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/th_photo-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7370617341731910046.post-6367168613683159713</id><published>2009-06-08T20:30:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:27:53.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wheat Harvest'/><title type='text'>Wheat Harvest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rice is the first crop planted  in the spring.  Then we follow with soybeans.  Wheat is planted in the fall after the other crops are harvested.  It is called Winter Wheat and creates patches of beautiful vibrant green in the dead of winter.  This is the time for harvest and many farmers plant soybeans behind the wheat.  We are letting this field "lay out" or rest this year after it is harvested.  We practice crop rotation and always plant crops which will add back to the soil after another crop has used the nutrients.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday we started the wheat harvest.  Master March planned his visit so he could ride the combine--one of his favorite things in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ridingcombine031-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ridingcombine031-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy farm boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/wheat015-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/wheat015-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is a buddy seat with a seat belt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/wheat008-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/wheat008-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;View from inside the cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/wheat010-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/wheat010-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Much of the time the driver of the combine is looking up and to his right at a screen. Once the pattern for cutting is established a gps records it (somehow--above my head) and the combine actually steers itself! We use it on tractors, also. This would've saved a lot of arm waving back when I first learned to drive a tractor! Another advantage of this compurized genius device is that during harvest it shows the bushels per acre yielded and the exact spot that may be weak or strong, so when applying fertilizer you set it up with the spreader and it unloads the exact amount of nutrients needed in any given area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ridingcombine009-1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 107px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ridingcombine009-1-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ridingcombine038-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ridingcombine038-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ridingcombine008-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ridingcombine008-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually we have grain carts go into the field to carry the grain to the truck, but this is a smaller field and we don't have the manpower to run an extra machine because rice watering is also underway.  The combine is unloading directly into the truck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/wheat013-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/wheat013-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is "Neecy" waiting on her Dad, who will drive the grain to the port on the Mississippi River.  It will be loaded on a barge and delivered to the buyer who may be in the United States or another country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ridingcombine002-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 212px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ridingcombine002-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7370617341731910046-6367168613683159713?l=inthismylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6367168613683159713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7370617341731910046&amp;postID=6367168613683159713&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/6367168613683159713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/6367168613683159713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/wheat-harvest.html' title='Wheat Harvest'/><author><name>In This My Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549800452909654048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7370617341731910046.post-1867738647067332092</id><published>2009-06-06T12:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:53:20.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Boy's Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/adaywithaboy017-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 394px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/adaywithaboy017-2-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed in Summer&lt;br /&gt;~Robert Louis Stevenso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;In Winter I get up at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;And dress by yellow candle light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;In Summer, quite the other way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have to go to bed by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have to go to bed and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;The birds still hopping on the tree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Or hear the grown-up people's feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Still going past me in the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;And does it not seem hard to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When all the sky is clear and blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;And I should like so much to play,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;To have to go to bed by day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master March is visiting for a couple of days.  He has finished his school work and is taking a little break.    He told Papa and me a few months ago that he no longer wanted to sleep with us.  We were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;.   Spending the night on the sofa with the cat would be much more exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/adaywithaboy005-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 211px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/adaywithaboy005-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I have visions of him and Smash, the cat, racing  through the house, leaping off the arms and backs of the sofa and chairs.     So far, I haven't noticed any picture frames or lamps knocked down.    No signs of mice, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="lucida grande" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div class="textXLarge"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/Copyofadaywithaboy001-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 267px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/Copyofadaywithaboy001-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Little Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 4px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Author: Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="padding: 12px; line-height: 160%; text-align: center; margin-top: 10px; color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Little boys come in all shapes and sizes,&lt;br /&gt;Shy and adventurous, full of surprises,&lt;br /&gt;With misshapen halos and mischievous grins,&lt;br /&gt;Small dirty faces, and sweet, sticky chins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll keep you so busy, and yet all the while&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can brighten the world like their smile.&lt;br /&gt;And no greater treasure has brought homes more joy&lt;br /&gt;Than a curious, active, and lovable boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7370617341731910046-1867738647067332092?l=inthismylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1867738647067332092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7370617341731910046&amp;postID=1867738647067332092&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/1867738647067332092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/1867738647067332092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/boys-adventure.html' title='A Boy&apos;s Adventure'/><author><name>In This My Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549800452909654048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/th_adaywithaboy017-2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7370617341731910046.post-8350664464958017540</id><published>2009-05-28T21:45:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:39:05.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memphis Belles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Little girls dance their way into your heart, whirling on the tips of angel wings, scattering gold dust &amp;amp; kisses in our paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;-- Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Princess O is happy to have Mimi visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 603px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Helping mommy is fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09059-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 260px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09059-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheerful helpers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09069-1-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09069-1-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Belles with bows......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09081-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 511px; height: 674px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09081-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Love one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09033-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 300px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09033-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Princess Zee? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There&lt;/span&gt; she is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09075-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 513px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09075-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please come back soon, Mimi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 459px; height: 540px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/memphisbelles09078.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's such a grand thing to be a mother of a mother -&lt;br /&gt;that's why the world calls her grandmother.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-- Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7370617341731910046-8350664464958017540?l=inthismylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8350664464958017540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7370617341731910046&amp;postID=8350664464958017540&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/8350664464958017540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/8350664464958017540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/memphis-belles.html' title='Memphis Belles'/><author><name>In This My Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549800452909654048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/memphisbelles09/th_memphisbelles09023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7370617341731910046.post-3857397308647371653</id><published>2009-05-22T20:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T06:01:03.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimi's Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/floridaoz/mothersdaywhoustonmorgan/grandseastermothersday033.jpg?t=1243043839"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 609px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/floridaoz/mothersdaywhoustonmorgan/grandseastermothersday033.jpg?t=1243043839" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Master March and Princess April came to visit on Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/floridaoz/mothersdaywhoustonmorgan/grandseastermothersday029.jpg?t=1243043754"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 498px; height: 426px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/floridaoz/mothersdaywhoustonmorgan/grandseastermothersday029.jpg?t=1243043754" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"May I please have a bite of your snack?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/floridaoz/mothersdaywhoustonmorgan/grandseastermothersday020-1.jpg?t=1243043656"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 478px; height: 586px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/floridaoz/mothersdaywhoustonmorgan/grandseastermothersday020-1.jpg?t=1243043656" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mimi has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; of children's books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ozatseaworld.jpg?t=1243043383"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 470px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/ozatseaworld.jpg?t=1243043383" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We missed Princess Zee and Princess O but they enjoyed a fun day at SeaWorld!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-24596" class="versenum" value="13"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;People were bringing little children to Jesus to have him touch them, but the disciples rebuked them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-24597" class="versenum" value="14"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-24598" class="versenum" value="15"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-24599" class="versenum" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And he took the children in his arms, put his hands on them and blessed them.&lt;br /&gt;Mark 10:13-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7370617341731910046-3857397308647371653?l=inthismylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3857397308647371653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7370617341731910046&amp;postID=3857397308647371653&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/3857397308647371653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/3857397308647371653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/mimis-angels.html' title='Mimi&apos;s Angels'/><author><name>In This My Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549800452909654048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7370617341731910046.post-1358435504048676108</id><published>2009-05-21T14:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:29:30.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About the May Header Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/Decorated%20images/stilllifestrawberries009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/Decorated%20images/stilllifestrawberries009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also experimenting with  photography.  I chose this photo to start with because it represents several important elements in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, family.  My sister W. brought the strawberries by last week.  They are freshly picked from a strawberry patch near her home.  She got to the patch at daylight to pick them for me and drove 2 hours to deliver them on her way to visit our mother.  This meant a lot to me because she has just recovered from her second knee replacement surgery and suffers from arthritis so it was a sacrifice on her part.  It's rare to have someone sacrifice like that, so I'm feeling very special and blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, books and philosophies.  Charlotte Mason is the author of a homeschooling series from the late 1800's and early 1900's.  Our philosophies are close to the same:  Children are each unique,  whole persons,  who thrive on interesting living books (not "fluff"),  good habits and education as an atmosphere,  a discipline, and a life.  You can read more of Charlotte Mason's philosophy of education at http://simplycharlottemason.com/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, lifestyle diet.  For those who know me well, you know I've struggled with my weight and also with my health at times.  Fresh fruits and vegetables are now the main part of my diet and this is just the beginning of a new lifestyle of eating for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, the kitchen is the center of my home..  The white bowl here is a favorite.  It is nice and heavy, but I like it mostly because it reminds me of my Grandma Henry.  She had bowls very similiar to this one.  The lemon squeezer also reminds me of my childhood and were still seen in many homes in the 50's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;O taste and see that the LORD is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.  Psalms 34:8 KJV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7370617341731910046-1358435504048676108?l=inthismylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1358435504048676108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7370617341731910046&amp;postID=1358435504048676108&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/1358435504048676108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/1358435504048676108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/about-header-photo.html' title='About the May Header Photo'/><author><name>In This My Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549800452909654048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/hozmmimi/Decorated%20images/th_stilllifestrawberries009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7370617341731910046.post-7071594931140234519</id><published>2009-05-21T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:11:12.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From my heart'/><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>This is the first blog post.  It is an experiment as I learn the process of blogging.  I'm hoping this blog will be an encouragement to all who visit. You will find photos, essays of events among other everyday happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entries may be daily, weekly, or sporadic.  It will be interesting to see if this is something I'll find enjoyable.  The purpose of doing this blog is  to share my days and my loves with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm richly blessed with family and friends in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7370617341731910046-7071594931140234519?l=inthismylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7071594931140234519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7370617341731910046&amp;postID=7071594931140234519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/7071594931140234519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7370617341731910046/posts/default/7071594931140234519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inthismylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>In This My Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05549800452909654048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
